and my friend [name undisclosed] started talking about his school in Manitoba; the story went something like this:
So I was in class in grade 12 and I got a text from my friend telling me to be careful. It was just after lunch block and class had just started, suddenly a...

Sylvia picked up the soft plum, it almost melted in her hand, it was over ripe and the juice dripped through her fingers. “You paying for that Birdie?” Blue shouted through the doorway. Sylvia laughed loudly and held up the squished fruit and shouted...